Let's Party Like It's 1999- Bar Opening in the Nexus [OPEN POST]

[angelic_asshole]

It had been a time coming but finally Balthazar's bar "The Angel's Retreat" was open for business having been stocked up fully with drinks of all shapes, sizes and colours. Standing at the bar area is the owner, wings out and clutching a glass of Lucifer's finest angel booze. Scotch to be precise but at angel strength. The certain bottles of gut rot were locked up within a drinks cabinet behind the bar with only Balthazar being able to open it. The stuff was lethal to non-immortals and not wanting to poison potential customers, safety had to be upheld.

[ooc: Just pick which part of the club your character will visit and Balthazar will respond to both.]


The Bar Area:

(Pictures of the bar can be found here.)

Feel free to mingle here with one another and indulge in conversation and order your drinks here. Balthazar will be on hand to deliver whatever your heart's desire so chooses. Whether it be the strongest drink to the less lethal non-alcoholic varieties. Along with drinks there are also bowls of snacks positioned along the length of the bar including; crisps, potato chips (tortillas and the like), pickles, peanuts and other aperitifs.



The Nightclub and dance floor:

(Picture of the dance floor can be found here.)

If you are tired of ordering drinks or chatting then have no fear. If you walk into the backroom of the bar you will find a night club area, complete with a dance floor and DJ in the corner offering up a wide range of music. He also takes requests, so feel free to ask. That, or Balthazar will arrange something for your tastes. There is also a pole with a woman, or man, binding himself around it, offering up quite the show for any eager enthusiasts. It depends on what time of day you frequent the club. If it's evening then the pole dancer will be here showing of their moves. The dance floor is open all day.

Comments

Bar area;

[stark_ravingmad]

If anyone will approach the form of Tony Stark then they will notice him dressed in some fine threads; a light grey suit matched with a blue tie and black shoes. Pretty smart indeed for a guy who is currently propping up the bar clutching a strange green-coloured beverage in his right hand.

"Hey, uh, Angel-cakes? Give us another of these in a minute, will you?"

His voice thrown over towards Balthazar, who is busy making up various types of drinks for patrons. The Angel's Retreat? Tony smirked at the username as he sipped some of his health shake through a brightly coloured blue straw. Hey, this was fashion. It had been far too long since the engineer had ventured anywhere near a bar and right now? He was looking around at the décor, admiring the choice of aesthetic. This Balthazar had style.

[glitterdoc]

Glit slinks into the bar. There's only so much of Ravage's fussing that he can take before he has to have a drink, and one of the few advantages of being a cassetticon is that he's small enough to go into places like this. Which means that they won't have energon, but if they have any kind of oil he can drink, he can spike it with the engex in his flask.

He wonders if coming here was a mistake. Of course he has a job here--a real one, not just singing--but in Tokyo there were places that catered to a mixed clientele.

The place looks a little classier than most of the places Glit hangs out. He stretches languidly, then sidles up to the bar, leaning against it next to Tony. "You know if they got anything at all for mechanoids in here?" he asks the stranger. Anybody drinking something that elaborate has got to have some idea of the menu.

[stark_ravingmad]

Tony's gaze was instantly pulled towards the cat-like robot who was now sitting next to him at the bar. What sort of creature was he? Whatever he was, Tony wasn't about to stare, nor judge. This Nexus was a free world and the variety of different species was refreshing.

"You could try asking the angel bar guy for an oil cocktail? Mine's a Dirty Hooker. It's pretty good."

Of course it was a non-alcoholic version of the cocktail with the same name since Tony was booze free now. Mocktails would have to suffice. He sipped his multi-coloured fruity beverage and wondered what the robot cat was into.

"Cliché but...I haven't seen you around here before."

[glitterdoc]

"Likely not, I have lived in this place for a matter of days, and this is the first time I have managed to get out from under my keepers' noses." Glit laughs.

"Do you know Ravage of Stanix and Lord Soundwave? Ravage and I are...sibs, of a sort. Ravage asked me to come here to work for him. But I'm starting to think it's more so he can watch over me. He thinks I'm a trashfire. He's not so far wrong. But he's got no damned room to complain, even now that he's properly married, with the hope of a throne under his aft."

[stark_ravingmad]

"No, I've not heard of any of those. They're your family? Also, I'm not here to judge even if you are a trashfire. Since, when is anyone a saint these days? I sure as hell know I'm not."

Tony shrugged and sipped on his drink, offering the cat robot a casual smile. As for the others he mentioned? Those were obviously Nexus residents Tony had yet to meet. More talking robots? That could be a bonus. Just what even was the tech that went into building something like that? He may be eyeing you up slightly Glit.

"I'm Tony Stark. What's your name? I can't go around calling you cat robot all the time."

[glitterdoc]

Glit laughs out loud. "Glit. Glit of Stanix. And saints are boring. Or bored. Or both or...something like that."

He stretches a little, preening just a bit. If Tony wants to look at him, why not let him?

"Ravage is my sib. We're the same experimental model, and our sparks came from the same harvest, too. Lord Soundwave is his conjunx--his husband. There's an Embassy here, didn't you know? An entire nest of Decepticons. Most of whom are much bigger than me."

Glit winked at him. "But not as pretty." He caught the bartender's attention and ordered an oil cocktail, as per Tony's suggestion.

[stark_ravingmad]

"Well, Glit of Stanix. Nice to meet an interesting construction---no, that's a bit rude--being, such as yourself. Your parts are indeed very handsome."

Was Tony actually flirting with Glit? Of course he was. This was a guy who spent most of his life with machines, whether it be building them, or toying with them. He lived machines. Yet, the cat-like qualities were an added bonus.

"So, you're like a machine family? Cute. I had no idea about this Embassy. Maybe I should visit one day."

He drank some drink and ordered another, this time a Sex on the Beach. Offering up the angel host a wink. Yeah, he wasn't bad looking but the cat machine here? This is who Tony really wanted to get to know tonight. The oil cocktail going down a treat with Glit it seemed.

"Oh yeah? So you're what? More handsome a machine than the rest? Also, you're cat-like. I bet those claws are sharp when you mean business."

[glitterdoc]

"They sure are," Glit says, extending a claw fully so Tony can see it up close. "Of course I have to be careful with these, you understand, when I don't want to leave marks."

Glit takes a drink. "It's not as cute as you think. Rav and I were experiments that probably shouldn't have been done. But I'm glad we survived, even if a lot of us didn't. Besides, you've just met me. Don't tell me you're already planning to meet my family?" he teases.

"Rav's husband is a telepath and a busybody, just so you know. I love them all, but they're a lot to take."

[stark_ravingmad]

"How about I get to know you first before I visit this Embassy and meet the rest of the crew? I'm more interested in you, Glit. You're beautiful. All those parts in working order and that voice box. Unique, man."

Was he taken already? Perhaps. Tony might be slightly geeking out over meeting Glit at the bar for the first time. Hey, you know what they say? Bars at a good place to hook-up with folks. As for telepaths? Yeah. Tony wasn't so hot on those as he'd already had one Asgardian god trying to poke around in his mind before. That and Wanda.

"Can you get drunk, Glit?"

[glitterdoc]

Glit leans back against the bar and looks up at Tony, grinning. "Are you trying to pick me up, or find out how I work? I'm curious about the first and willing to indulge the latter, so long as it doesn't involve my disassembly," he says, playfully. "And I can get drunk, on high-grade energon. I frequently get drunk. On the other hand, I think I might like to remember getting to know you."

Something about the claws always does it, he thinks with amusement.

[stark_ravingmad]

"Probably a bit of both? I mean, you're the first robot cat I've met who can talk so yeah. Oh, hey, I'm not about to disassemble you either. Even if you do get drunk. Robot rights 'an all of that. I respect you, pal."

Tony was definitely one not to go picking around on a sentient being without their consent. That was a definite no. Also, Glit had been kind enough to engage in conversation with him, so Tony would extend that in hospitality and manners. This was more than just a technophile's dream here.

"How about you will get to remember getting to know me. In fact, I want you to have a good experience if we do---uh, get to do anything."

[glitterdoc]

Glit grins widely, polishing off the rest of the cocktail in one go, and drags one extended claw lightly down the front of Tony's chest, very carefully not tearing any of the doubtlessly expensive fabric but making himself felt the same.

"That sounds more than agreeable. Shall we?"

[stark_ravingmad]

Tony's eyes snapped down to where Glit's claw was currently dragging down the front of his rather expensive suit. Oh, so those were the claws. Yeah. Following suit and draining his drink in one, Tony licked his lips and smiled at his new friend. So, this was actually going to happen. Huh.

"Sure. Uh--did you want to head back to my place for our liaison? I live by the Plaza above my workshop."

Since they couldn't very well "get acquainted" in Balthazar's bar.

[glitterdoc]

"Lead on, new acquaintance." Glit jumps down onto his forepaws. "Sorry, I can't get anywhere fast on two legs."